Going down a snowy road
Really it was a blizzard in the mountains
Forging ahead to my destination
Windshield wiper whipping
How was I to know I shouldn’t have been there
Pushing ahead
Despite the darkness
Pushing ahead
Where are the white lane markers
Pushing ahead
Slow crawl up the mountain
Then the next
Afraid to coast to the next incline
How do you know there is black ice
Trudging along the way
How much time has past
If my car failed me,
Would anyone know in the darkness
Illuminated snow specs from my headlights
And the lights on the dashboard
Beam enough light to see 10 feet in front of me
After many miles of darkness
A town appears
I finally stop at Starbucks
A grande hot chocolate to keep me awake
Another customer trudges in
“What a blizzard!”
Starbucks barrista, “I heard it is bad up there.”
Through the pass where I just came?
I didn’t know I should be afraid.
I swore and prayed intermittently
But here I was
After a respite not taken
How was I to know I shouldn’t have been up there
Sipping hot chocolate
Whip cream mustache
